Writing

I want to write you.
I want to write your laugh,
your skirts,
And your caring,
And your emotions,
And the youth and love and lack thereof.
I want to write you.
Not about you or of you.
You.
I want my pen to illuminate your eyes
And paint in your freckles.
I want to make a thousand words
To level out your picture.
...Please, let me....
Let me scribble down your squeals
And etch out your tears.
Allow me to pen your very existence onto my paper-
It means everything to me.